Good morning dear readers!

Have you ever woke up, wondering what to do, feeling that emptiness in your head and and trying to figure out what the goals of this day are and what challenges await you?
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I turn ON my coffee machine, coffee cup already in its place, 1 button away of being filled with my morning coffee (this is my routine each morning).

I head to my bookshelf with poetry collection. YES indeed, you figured it out! I decided to read a random poem.

Passing Time (by Maya Angelou)

Your skin like dawn
Mine like musk

One paints the beginning
of a certain end.

The other, the end of a
sure beginning.

A poem I am quite familiar with. Every person can explain it to them self in a unique way.
I think it is screaming that with each morning a new adventure begins, an adventure that ends with the evening (a cycle that is repeated several times till we die).

SO:
Try to seize the day in the best way possible because, who knows how many mornings and evenings are still ahead of us ;).
Each day is a blessing to us and overthinking about what to do throughout it, does more harm than any good.





Coffee made. I am adding one more cube of sugar to ease the bitterness and a morning will become perfect, after making few sips from my cup.

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